New Castle News
NEW CASTLE —
When we go to Sharon, I enjoy having lunch at Nikos and Lou's Coney Island.
My wife finally put her foot down, and wanted to eat somewhere else for a change.
She suggested Chipotle Mexican Grill.
Having the sensitive digestive system that I do, I usually avoid spicy Mexican food.
Since I am such a loveable pushover, I agreed to bow down to her highness, and eat there.
When I walked in, I didn't have a clue what was going on.
It was like a buffet of strange looking stuff that didn't look familiar to me.
How do you choose what you want when you don't recognize anything sitting in front of you?
I mentioned this to the first guy in line behind the counter.
He was very kind and gently led me through the process.
The only Mexican word I know is "taco," so I ordered three of them.
Then they asked me what kind of meat do I want.
I thought a taco was a taco. I never had to choose what kind of hot dog I wanted at Niko and Lou's.
They explained that the steak was hot, so I didn't try that.
I had a chicken taco, a pork one, and only the good Lord knows what the third thing was I ate.
While eating, I looked around the room and noticed that I could be the grandfather to all the other patrons.
I should have realized it was a young person’s hangout, because all the disabled parking places were empty.
It must be a fairly popular place. There were at least 15 people waiting in line.
I also noticed I was the only guy in a flannel shirt.
That sort of made me feel out of place.
My wife and I both agreed this wasn't our kind of food, so we will probably never go back.
I don't know what the word Chipotle means, but I bet it has something to do with the bathroom.